They strung me along using sleight of hand Pulling me back up when I couldn't stand But what am I to do when the torture ends When I break the chains and I'm free again? I wandered the path like an empty ghost Hovered at the edge, didn't get too close Then along you came with blood red rose That's the thing that gets to me the most. My heart was a grave for the world to see You thought grace was enough to change me. What I thought always was, had never been Even without chains I will not be free.
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Absolutely loved this one. The tone is so much different here and I love it ❤
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Thank you! Different in what way?
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It just started off hitting the mark, just started off with exactly what you wanted to say. A bit more aggressive. That’s just my opinion, I absolutely loved it.
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I really appreciate that feedback! I always find it so interesting what different people think of the same thing
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Yeah, me too!
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